Sunday, 21 October 2012

Pleading Hope

I want to write whatever it is that's going on in my heart,
But even i can't understand the conflicts of my feelings.
Life is how we perceive it so i decided to make a start,
But what my heart has seen i can't understand the meaning.
It's oblivious to me; like a new language being spoken,
Like a new subject being studied from scratch.
Failing to live my way my mind is now broken,
Trying to understand my heart is just another patch.
My heart isn't made out of glass but it still shatters,
It cracks and breaks like any fragile bone of our body.
Looking at the sky now i think does anything really matter,
I don't live regretfully and i definitely am not sorry.
If happily ever after existed would this world be diverse,
If peace was a potential aspect where would we be?
We all will die; one day someone will be driving my hearse,
And if i never had my heart i would never be me.
Show me the truth, the way you see it.
Show me your visions, give life a new meaning.
Show me what this world can be, if we can free it?
Internally bleeding, Externally breathing,
I had hope but it's now on it's knees eternally pleading.